I hope you have a daughter one day
“I hope you have a daughter one day.”
They hurl the words at me like a knife, hoping they’ll hit their mark and cut deep.
“I hope your daughter acts just like you one day.”
It’s said as a curse with venom under their breath.
“I hope you have to go through what I go through.”
They say, hoping to damn me to a future with sorrow.
“I hope you have a daughter one day.”
I think as my daughter dresses us both up in play jewelry. Pride beaming on her face.
“I hope your daughter acts just like you one day.”
I say, because I want her to experience this level of joy from both perspectives.
“I hope you have to go through what I go through.”
I think, to know how it feels to experience a daughter that was, is, and always will be the light in my life.
I hope you have a daughter one day.
I hope bigger, better, stronger, further.
I hope brighter, fuller, smarter, kinder.
I hope you have a daughter one day that reflects the love back that you give.
I hope I’m the best mother so that if you have a daughter one day she doesn’t have to heal broken parts of you.
A poem from a happy new mom to a bitter old one.